There are certain things in life that I don’t understand, and I scratch my head everytime I think about them. Like:
- Why does Mariah Carey dress like a tweenager, and has done so since the ’90s? Chick is forever wearing some belly top and cut off shorts with a side ponytail.
- Why are R. Kelly songs like music crack? I can’t get enough of them despite their foolishness.
- How is Amy Winehouse still alive?? The chick snorts and shoots up everything. She once even had a cocktail that included horse tranquilizers.
Well one of the conundrums that perplexes me to no end is the concept of promise rings. Seriously, what is their purpose? Are they a promise
to get married? Because then these are ENGAGEMENT rings? Are they a promise to one day get engaged, because then these are
kicks in the face ridiculously remedial. It is a promise to PROMISE that one day he MAY want to spend the rest of his life with you. A promise ring is like writing an IOU for an IOU or taking a quiz right before an exam but it doesn’t count towards your final grade. Did he let you wear his letterman jacket too?
The only folks who can get away with rocking promise rings should also have curfews. But if you’re grown as hell, and you walking around all willy nilly rocking a promise ring, you need to go sat down and think bout your life.
I hate having a conversation with someone when they are wearing a ring on that ring finger, and it goes like this:
Me: “Aaawwww, you got engaged?? When?”
Her: “Gurl naw. It’s just a promise ring. Isn’t my sweetie the best?”
Me: *Blinks slowly* *Chuckles nervously* “Well it was good seeing you.”
Yeah, I just don’t get em.